We're in wet and windy Cornwall, unbelievable that its high season. I don't care though, the train ride went on for hours, we were losing the will to live. the only respite was the heart lurching view when we got to the brdige and corssed into Cornwall
We're so remote here, it really is a different world, its such a problem being addicted to Cornwall - its just too far away - or maybe the real issue is that I don't live here and its me thats too far away.
We were meant to be campng on a freinds farm but there were warnings of a force 8 gale last nigth so we snuggled in sleeping bags in the main house.
The boys ate cereals this morning with milk fresh from the goat.